Arad's crooked savior

In front of him, Cyrus was covered in blood, his black clothes were torn, and his eyes were red as if he had blood deficiency. He looked like a crazy female madman who desperately needed divine blood.

"Sellers, don't force yourself. That is Tamos's past, and you will have many opportunities to face the Conqueror in the future, believe me."

Yelin frowned and sincerely persuaded him. The past was like a blur. Although Tamos was extremely eager to fight again, this time it was a coincidence and there was no need to go to such a tragic point.

"Fleeing in defeat, a prodigal dog, that is my shame, spit!"

With a harsh tone, Cyrus spit out a mouthful of blood to the side, and the demon-made sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if responding to her strong thoughts.

The current sword is called the "God-killing Sword", not a simple snake-belly sword made of demons.

However, as the main carrier, she spent too much energy against her enemy Ye Mingliu and was almost unable to exert Tamos's power. For Cyrus, who has always been proud, especially after entering the legendary realm, this is a great deal. Shame, and a little wonder.

The Conqueror is indeed the top powerhouse in the demon world. Just a clone with only about one-third of his strength can make himself exhausted and about to lose miserably.

Casillas stopped and stood aside without disturbing him. He was also curious about what cards Tamos, who had been defeated by him and "resurrected from the dead", could not show.

Because Bibi and the elf have a very close relationship with Katie. Many years ago, when he signed a contract with Katie, this girl was also there to observe, so the clones that Bibi can summon are more powerful than other summoners. Stronger.

Moreover, Casillas's expression was a little subtle, and his extremely sophisticated eyes could tell that the young man next to Tamos Carrier seemed to be a well-hidden strong man.

The sword intention flowed unconsciously, as if it were soaring into the sky and breaking through the clouds. He was a master of swordsmanship.

Even if he doesn't have the combat power of the leaders of several major organizations in the demon world, he is definitely at the backbone level, maybe not weaker than Bayaro, Richard, and the like.

When did so many strong men emerge from Arad?

I still remember that a long time ago, he casually educated a so-called genius mixed-blood dark elf named Albert in Arad. At that time, he was still a little disappointed.

Now, it’s really exciting.

Cyrus, who looked unwilling, suddenly stood up straight with the God-killing Sword, full of justice, his aura was still high-spirited, and said coldly: "Don't you like this? Give me divine blood, and I will make you believe once. .”

"Um?"

Ye Lin was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, his eyes traced the arc of the extremely proud coat, he pursed his lips, frowned in displeasure, and said seriously: You are also a proud woman, but now you are asking for strength at the expense of dignity. As a friend, I It feels very sad, but who made us friends! "

A very small crystal bottle appeared in his palm. In the bottle was a drop of bright red blood that was as crystal clear as agate. It swayed like a soybean-sized bead without breaking down at all.

He once asked Naiyali if she had eaten too much fried food, which was why it was so sticky due to its high fat content, and she was given a beating by Xiaobai's fist.

He grabbed it and crushed the crystal bottle between his two fingers. The divine blood rolled into his mouth and he swallowed it gently.

After a moment, an unprecedented and infinite power exploded in the limbs and bones, and every cell in the body seemed to be able to exert 12% of its power.

She raised her head and let out a long roar, as if a sound wave exploded, shattering the white clouds in the sky, rolling like summer thunder.

Tamos is wearing a helmet and his expression cannot be seen, but his burly bloody body is gradually twisting, from human form to a sword...

"Sellers, after this battle, I may fall into a deep sleep for a period of time. You have to be careful of Puno's backlash. Its evil nature cannot be changed."

"Well, I don't want to see you in the convent."

Tamos was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and a silent smile appeared under his helmet.

"How could it be possible? We are a combination that wants to kill gods. Accept all my power!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tamos' figure completely collapsed and turned into a ball of rich blood-colored energy. Part of it covered the surface of Cyrus's body to form the demon armor, and the remaining part, together with other demons, condensed into a unique weapon. The ferocious giant sword!

The giant sword was scarlet all over, thick and solid, with an incredible number of sharp demon Kekus attached to the edge. Then, Tamos gave Puno an order that could not be refused, allowing Puno to use all his abilities!

The snake-belly sword, which can normally extend a hundred meters, has increased its power more than ten times, and its nearly infinitely spreading body has sealed the earth in a cage-like shape, imprisoning Casillas in a "prison."

Cyrus' snake-belly sword "Puno" turned into a cage, and Tamos's condensed God-killing sword seemed to pierce the sky. Far away from Sman, one could clearly see the blood-colored sword raised high. Greatsword.

God-killing Sword·Devil Island!

With one slash of her sword, the sky fell and the earth fell, and the body of the devil's cage was locked and killed. The energy of the detonation caused the area to be temporarily dimmed. In the direction of her swing, the cracks on the ground spread rapidly like a spider web, until Siman was a thousand meters away. base, destroying large areas of buildings.

"Haha, very good!"

Casillas' figure was gradually annihilated in the strangulation, and his unattractive face with a horn on his forehead was also laughing wantonly.

An opponent worth looking forward to.

I didn't expect that Tamos would become so powerful after his death. If he had such strength in the battle before his death, even if he could win, he would have to pay a heavy price.

After one blow, the bloody blade exploded and transformed into Tamos again, but at this time his figure was extremely illusory and his size was much smaller.

In the end, Tamos was still unable to speak and turned into a ray of energy that sank into Cyrus's left hand. Puno, who was extremely weak and did not have the energy to devour the Lord, also hid back in the devil's hand.

Cyrus, who still maintained his sword-swinging posture, persisted for a moment, and then fell directly on his back. His energy was squandered and he was extremely exhausted.

Ye Lin, with quick eyes and quick hands, quickly supported Cyrus and complained: "You can't die, you haven't paid me yet."

After finishing speaking, he looked at her with an almost murderous gaze, pinched both sides of her cheeks and squeezed her red lips apart, and fed her a recovery potion, which made her look better.

"Just do it." Cyrus closed his eyes, turned his head away, and bit his lower lip.

The undulating curves are perfect, and her tight leather jacket was inevitably damaged in the previous fierce battle. The damaged edges of the black clothing revealed a blue protective bowl.

No wonder the Third Princess often murmurs envy. It turns out that the color blue, which is the size of an adult's eating bowl, can't hide the truth and justice.

After watching carefully for half a minute, just when Cyrus was impatient and about to curse, Ye Lin took out a coat and put it on her, and said righteously: "I won't take advantage of others' danger. I'll talk about it after you recover."

The third princess who had just walked over shook her head, pinched his ear with two fingers, and said contemptuously: "You will take advantage of others' danger from now on. When Cyrus recovers, he will have that arrogant and cool expression on his face again. Then you propose payment, how will you let Cyrus live?"

Isabella read his little thoughts clearly, and Cyrus immediately felt like he was lying on pins and needles while leaning in his arms, and his head was in a state of mush.

Let him take action now?

Her Royal Highness is still there.

Do it later?

It's better to just chop off his hand.

…

throat!

Not far in front of him, the air trembled like water ripples, and a cross-shaped space crack exploded. From inside, a tall ghost with a big belly and two swords on his waist slowly walked out.

"Casillas?"

Ye Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he hurriedly stood in front of the two women, secretly on guard. He was not sure whether the conqueror this time was a clone or his real body!

The crack behind Casillas closed, waving to Bibi who was hiding in the corner, and said: "I signed a contract with some summoners. Using them as coordinates, I can briefly travel through dimensions and gain combat experience."

"I also want to sign a contract with a beautiful girl, but they say that my childish innocence is still intact and I have to go to jail." Ye Lin shrugged and sighed helplessly.

Take a look at the contract of the conqueror, the gentle and knowledgeable elf messenger Katie, the quirky and beautiful girl Bibi, and a group of cute little girls from the Spin Demon Society.

If Casillas had not been a conqueror, he would have been arrested and imprisoned by now.

Look at your contract again, it's nothing. It's a lump of ice, a hideous old man, Mr. Luo with indescribable twisted tentacles, and a guy who can't deal with him at all and can only be beaten, whose age is at least five digits. Naiyali.